I miss Nixon. Compared to these Nazis we have in the White House now, Richard Nixon was a flaming liberal.

God's mercy on you degenerate swine.

Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously.

Houston is a cruel, crazy town on a filthy river in East Texas with no zoning laws and a culture of sex, money and violence. It's a shabby, sprawling metropolis ruled by brazen women, crooked cops and super-rich pansexual cowboys who live by the code of the West -- which can mean just about anything you need it to mean, in a pinch.

We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and -- in spite of True Romance magazines -- we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely -- at least, not all the time -- but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.

Human beings are the only creatures on earth that claim a God and the only thing that behaves like it hasn't got one.

Nixon was no more a saint than he was a great president.